Volume One, The Wizard's World Chapter Thirteen, The Malice of the Obelisk
There was such a chill in his words that the burning fireplace in the living room lost its function.
Willy couldn't help but shudder.
Wow!
It was Aunt East who knocked over the coffee pot. She was looking back and forth between her husband and Ian in horror, chewing the word murder over and over again in her mind.
Combined with the strange things that have happened in this mansion these days, fear also arises, and a chill runs down my back.
"Get out!" Willy was furious.
Then he shouted to Ian: "What are you talking about? Where did we get the murder weapon? Don't talk nonsense."
Is it okay to spread the word about this?
Finding a murder weapon in a rich man's home is definitely the greatest damage to his reputation.
It was really unintimidating. Ian smiled, raised his hand to calm down, and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm just telling the truth. The culprit that keeps you awake at night is a murder weapon. It's in your home, that wronged soul."
It was only because I was possessed there that I found you. But I didn't say you were the one who killed me, okay?"
After hearing this, Willy felt relieved, but he didn't know that his suspicion had not been ruled out.
Ian continued: "So, since the first day you had nightmares, let us take a look at what you have added to your home - forget about consumables, the most important thing is sharp tools like knives. Of course, others give them to you.
Gifts also count.”
The gift was the point, if he hadn't made the murder weapon himself.
He understood what Ian meant. Willy thought about it and said, "Are there too many gifts? I'll take you to see them?"
Ian looked at Jasmine and found that she had no intention of speaking, so he nodded and said, "Okay, but let's go to the bedroom upstairs first to check out the items you come into contact with every day. The possibility is higher."
Willy agreed without thinking.
The three of them went upstairs, and first went to the two children's bedrooms. Sure enough, there was a yin energy, which meant that ghosts had stayed there.
He glanced at Jasmine and found that she was also frowning.
The two went in to search, and Jasmine even took out the spelling crystal to help, but found nothing.
After coming out, Ian shook his head at Willy, who looked hopeful, and motioned for him to go to the next place.
"Next is my wife's and my bedroom, and the study." Willy said as he led the way.
"My wife and children are catching up on their sleep, so please be gentle." Willy requested when they arrived at the door.
These days, their family of five is always having all kinds of horrible nightmares. They can't sleep at night. That is, they can sleep for a short while during the day, but not for too long, otherwise they will still be pulled into the nightmare.
.
The long and terrifying torture was almost too much for them.
Ian was surprised that in this era there are still people who love their wives.
Approach the bedroom.
Ian and Jasmine stopped at the door and did not move. They frowned and were surprised and happy in their hearts.
The yin energy at the door is almost as strong as that of a cemetery. With such a concentration of negative energy field, apart from the souls of the dead hovering around every day, there is no second reason at all.
It's natural to be happy to find the hiding place of the murder weapon so quickly, but this negative energy residue shows that this weapon spirit is far more difficult to deal with than they thought last night.
"What's wrong?" Willy opened the door softly, and when he saw that Ian and Jasmine did not go in, he couldn't help but ask with some anxiety.
"Oh, it's nothing!" Ian smiled and walked into the room.
Inside, Mrs. Conlia and her two children were sleeping deeply. There was a sadness in her brows that could not be dissipated. It was obvious that she was not sleeping peacefully.
Willy felt distressed and helpless when he saw this, so he could only sigh deeply, with the same sad face, without any of the confidence and heroism of a Justice of the Peace.
However, Mrs. Conlia and her little daughter are indeed devout believers. Even in such a room with strong negative energy, they are still safe and sound. Ian noticed a symbol painted on their foreheads, which was the blessing pattern of the sickle-bearer.
This is the reason why they can persevere until now.
This is no ordinary painting method, there are still traces of magic left on it.
If nothing else, Roger should have taken action himself.
He is the only wizard in the whole church.
Ian looked carefully at Kang Liya and her young daughter, and suddenly felt a sense of disgust in his heart, as if he rejected each other from the soul.
The strange thing is that even though they had just met for the first time, Ian felt that he had hated each other for a long time, and there was a coldness in his eyes.
Jasmine was very strange on the side, wondering if Ian had any grudge against this lady. But now was not a good time to ask, so she pushed him gently and looked at him with questioning eyes.
Ian's head was frightened, but he managed to calm down and gave Jasmine an apologetic look, indicating that it was okay.
Then he looked away as if nothing had happened and began to look for the target.
There were waves in his heart, and he finally knew the reason - it was the hunter's obelisk who had been unresponsive for a while.
His disgust and aversion to Kanglia came entirely from this, just like the hatred between two believers in rival gods, which was unreasonable and irresolvable.
However, I am not your believer!
Don't ever try to control me.
Ian suppressed his inexplicable hatred and became increasingly wary of this obelisk.
However, he was also thinking about what the other party wanted him to do, was it to kill these two people?
But what’s the benefit after killing someone?
If it can gain benefits, then this obelisk is really amazing.
The Hunter's Obelisk not only regards the spokesperson of the gods as prey, but can also intervene in the soul. This is no less powerful and authoritative than the gods.
The saint who buries bones lives up to his name.
…
Time passed little by little, and finally.
"Found it!"
Under Willy's surprised gaze, Jasmine stood in front of a Hyderian wooden statue and said calmly.
"Is this the murder weapon?" Willy asked in a low voice through gritted teeth. He glanced at the person sleeping on the bed and felt even more angry.
However, I was afraid that another female ghost would pop out of it, so I didn't dare to reach out and take it.
Ian stopped and walked over. As expected, his spiritual sense sensed a faint yin energy. On the surface, it was not worth mentioning compared to what was in the room. But when you go deeper, you will find that the inside is almost solidified into blood red.
This level of negative energy collection has almost reached the category of ghosts, which is a headache for high-level wizards.
Fortunately, time is short and there is still time to save everything.
Jasmine reached out to pick it up and looked at it, and found blood stains on the base that had not been cleaned.
She tilted her head and asked Willy: "Who gave this?"
She originally wanted to ask if it was Kondela who sent it, but Kondela was a priest of light and would not give statues of other gods as gifts, so she changed the question.
"So it's him! Damn thief, damn murderer, blasphemer!" Willy was stunned for a moment, then cursed.
After he finished scolding, he saw the displeasure on their faces, so he quickly explained: "It's not aimed at you two... go out and talk about it!"
After going downstairs, Willy slowly talked about the whole story.
"This came from one time when my wife and I returned to the old house. She was already very late after attending church activities, so we stayed at the old house and planned to come back the next day."
"But in the middle of the night, I was woken up by the police officer's knock on the door, saying that a tomb robber had been caught in my mausoleum.
The man was held behind them, looking like a shameless thief, so I praised them profusely and gave them some reward.
I know why they knocked on my door, but I don’t care anymore. I just ask them to punish this guy and tell them to be more considerate of our family, and I will give them enough reward.”
"They were very happy and naturally agreed to my request. I knew that the poor guy was bound to die, but who told him to break the law? But the man seemed to want to beg my forgiveness, so he struggled hard.
Then something seemed to fall, and a police officer picked it up. It was a beautiful statue carved from fine wood. Such a valuable item was not something that a pariah like him could own. It must be stolen goods and tribute. He
There is one more crime, pitiful...
Everyone here knows that my wife is a devout Hyderian, so they gave the statue to me and took away the shameful tomb robber."
"It is also from this day that you will start to be troubled by ghosts!" Ian took over his words and guessed.
Both he and Jasmine were a little surprised that this incident actually had such a cause?
The conspiracy theory in my mind was overturned in this way.
So when did Condra begin to use those methods?
Unexpectedly, Willy shook his head and said: "No, let me think about it...ah, I remember, the nightmare started the day after Donald Hudson came to my house, and it had not happened before.
This is the case.”
"Donald," Ian asked, "the leader of the Ax Gang?"
"Yes, a damn gangster." Willy cursed, he was very afraid of this person.
Because of a certain matter, this person has been pestering him endlessly, which makes him extremely disturbed.
"Ordinary people?" Ian asked again.
"Well, no, it is said that he is so skilled that even the knights under the nobles are no match for him." Willy thought for a moment and said, "Do you think it was him?"
Are you so skilled that you can no longer be called an ordinary person?
Ian was a little dumbfounded. He waved his hand. The murderer had actually been known for a long time. The only one who was kept in the dark was Willy himself.
He thought for a while and continued to ask: "Does this person have any relationship with Condra? For example, brothers, cousins in law, etc."